章 722: Vamily

Moka and Akua look over to the disturbance and spot Reima, Nerissa, and a familiar pink haired woman walking towards them...

Moka "M-mother?" she mutters in shock, tears coming to her eyes.

Akua "W-what... No, I killed you!"

Akasha crosses her arms and frowns at Akua, "Not well enough it seems..." she says, walking over and brushing a stray lock of hair from Moka's face, "I'm back Moka."

Moka's face twists into one of confused happiness, not being able to restrain herself anymore and lunging into her mother's arms, all the while tears falling from her face.

Nerissa smiles at the duo as Reima glares down at Akua...

Reima "So, you're still alive? That's pretty fortunate... For me." he states as the woman tries to put up a strong front, though its plain to see from her trembling that her confidence isn't holding up.

Akua "I-I'm n-not scared of you."

Reima grins, "Of course you aren't... I hope that won't change as I tear out your soul and dissect your body."

Akasha looks over while still hugging Moka, "Ah... Ludvig-san, could you perhaps show some lenience to my step-daughter?" she asks, looking conflicted.

Reima rests his hand atop Nerissa's head and looks into Akasha's eyes, "No, she'll pay for what she's done... If she survives I'll have whatever's left over to you." he states.

Akasha sighs, looking at Akua before shaking her head, clearly it was a lost cause... She loved Akua like her own daughter, even after she attempted to kill her, but it was clear Reima wouldn't budge on this... She doesn't blame him, from what she understands Akua had done something unforgivable, something she'll have to pay for.

Akua looks at Akasha with hopeful eyes, that same hope dying when the woman turns away from her as Reima approaches. She attempts to shuffle away but is grabbed by the neck and lifted by him, his hand feeling like a vice around her throat.

Reima "You have some strong regenerative abilities, one of my subordinates will thoroughly enjoy that aspect of yours... Remember to refer to them as Hinky, I'd hate for you to get on their bad side." he states, opening a portal to the Prison cells within the Painted World of Ariamis and shoving the vampire into them before closing it again.

He claps the dust off of his hands and looks to the others, "I'm glad we managed to do this without many casualties." he says cheerfully.

...

Akasha looks around at the ruins and shakes her head, "Aside from the hundreds of Fairy Tale members, and the few farmers this island landed on?" she asks.

Reima gives her a thumbs up and nods, "Yeah, pretty good if I do say so myself."

Akasha sighs, "My standard of "Good" is different than yours Ludvig-san..."

Reima "Think we should clear all of this up? It'll take forever but I doubt the human's didn't notice the earthquakes..."

Akasha nods, "Monsters aren't ready to be known by humans, if they're discovered now there will be a war unlike any other... From the vague memories of Alucard I've learned for the numerous destructive weapons of the humans, only Alucard himself would be able to survive and match their power."

Reima taps his foot and stretches his back... "Hmm, fine..." he mutters, tossing the Akasha and Moka some bottomless boxes and beginning to store the ruins of Fairy Tale within his Folded Space. Of course, he focussed on the technologically advanced parts first, particularly the machines that kept this place afloat... While they had unfortunately been cut in half, their durability seems to have retained most of their shape, allowing the delicate parts within to survive the descent of the Island aswell as Alucard's rampage.

Hopefully Alphys would be able to do something with the parts, having his own floating Island sounds really fucking cool!

The group eventually leaves after clearing their mess, just in time as helicopters and an army of cars, trucks, and other military vehicles make their way over.

Reima allows Akasha a room in Kaer Morhen after they get back, her and Moka wishing to catch up, even if she retained most of the other Moka's memories. He was tempted to throw a celebration at a job well done, but truly he didn't think he'd done all that much... Nerissa had been hurt and he might've been able to prevent it, this fact putting him in a bad mood...

The only thing that'd cheered him up was watching Hinky "Deal" with Akua, his anger at the girl still not having lowered since her attack. The niggling feeling that everything was going his way too much had him spend the night in San's comedy club with Solaire, Priscilla, Harry, and a few others, alcohol providing relief from having to think for a while.

Elsewhere :

Quelaag eyes the bubbling cauldron eerily, glancing back at her little sister who's chopping ingredients in preparation for the next step in the recipe. "When will it be finished?" she asks, feeling anxious at having asked for its creation.

Quelina pouts, "Five more minutes... You can't rush these things, this especially." she says, dumping something into the cauldron and causing the bubbles to increase in size. "What do you want this for anyway sister? I don't see any practical applications for it, except for maybe subterfuge?" she wonders aloud.

Quelaag "Nothing special, I just wish to see if its effects would affect me like a regular human..." she says, having already thought up an excuse.

Quelina hums, "I see... You know this won't work on Rei right?" she says, causing Quelaags eye's to dart over to Quelina, her back straightening.

Quelaag "Hmm? Reima? Oh... Wait, how do you know that?" she presses, attempting to redirect the conversation.

Quelina blushes slightly, "A girl can dream can't she?... I promise I only intended to see what it'd be like..."

Quelaag holds her hand over her mouth to stifle a laugh but fails, "Pfft, hahahahaha!" her laughter echoes through the laboratory, causing Quelina to pout and turn away.

Quelina "I hate you sister!"

Quelaag slowly scuttles towards her little sister, resting her hands on her shoulder before giving her a hug from behind. "I'm only teasing you Lina, I understand the feeling... I'd guess that most women in Ichor do." she says, Quelina leaning into her and relaxing slightly... Eventually jumping and rushing to the cauldron that'd almost exploded due to their negligence to continue making it.